So let me start of by saying that I bought Jonny a baseball cap in April, one that actually fit him. He seems to have a tiny noggin because it took a while to find a hat that fit him. Anyone that knows us, knows that he almost ALWAYS has one on. I have started putting it on him very young so that hopefully he will keep it on when he gets older, and not just rip it off. ANWAY
The hubby and I had to switch cars yesterday. The car he drives is registered in my name, and the car I drive is registered in his name...silly I know. But the car had to be registered, so the hubby moved my stuff from the car I drive to the car he drives. I assumed the hat was in the baby bag, I packed up the baby and ran out the door because I was running late as usual. I got to the shop and I didn't have the hat. I had other obligations to get to for the day so there was no time to run home again.
I met my cousin at her house so that we could go for a walk. I sun-blocked Jonny all over, and we hit the road. After that I went to target to get a few things. On my way out, a middle aged woman was walking out beside us. She looked at Jonny, looked at me and very boldly stated "That precious little boy should have a hat on. It is very sunny and the sun is in his eyes, and his ahead could geta sunburn"
WOW, really? The sun is in his eyes on a sunny day? The sun is so bright lady that I could not see that the sun was in my sons eyes.
I know that most people mean well, but really. For all she knows he just takes the hat off and throws it. For all she knows I cannot afford a hat. Little did she know I had already put sunblock all over him earlier in the day. No matter what the reason it is none of her business!
End of rant
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Boo Yeah!!!
So I have been doing a diet called MediFast. It is a 5 and 1 plan. You eat 5 of their prepared meals (shakes, puddings, soups, and bars) and 1 meal that consists of lean meats and gree veggies. So far I have lost 18 lbs!!! I am officially back to my pre-pregnancy weight. I had lost some of the weight before starting the MediFast diet, but I am finally back to pre-pregnancy weight!!!!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sick Boy
My poor baby has been very sick. He woke up on Sunday coughing really bad (I have never heard him cough like this before) He was coughing so much it sounded like he was going to choke. I think that he was coughing stuff up, but he didnt know how to spit it out.
The last few times that I thought he was sick I have brought him to the doctors and they always say it will pass, there is not much you can do.
We have a humidifier in his room, we elevated his mattress with a pillow, and we have been sucking the boogers out of his nose (yes I did just say boogers) When I got home from work he seemed to have been feeling a little better. He was in a good mood, and not overly fussy. The only thing is that I could feel him wheezing. And when he did cough it did not sound good at all. He ate his normal cereal for breakfast and dinner, but he had not really eaten well in between. (once I thought about it it made since though, his nose was stuffed so he could not nurse very well.) He even slept fairly well.
But when he woke up he was all congested again, and his cough sounded awful. He also wanted to go back to sleep at 8 am after getting up at 630. I just knew there was something wrong so I called the doctor and got him an appointment.
Sure enough he was wheezing when we got there (the last few times when we got to the doctor he sounded fine) So right away the doctor had him take a breathing treatment...which he hated!! He cried and screamed and fought it. But after it he sounded a little better.
So we were sent home with a machine and the meds and a diagnosis of RSV. That night when we got home the treatment went much smoother. We ended up taking the mask off of the tubing because I think that is the part that he hated. As long as we let him hold the tubing he was almost content.
As a person I have always felt for children that were sick, but as a mother I feel so helpless. I just want to take the sickness away from him. Make it so that he can great easier, and feel better. Guess all I can do is give him his treatments, and cuddle him!
The last few times that I thought he was sick I have brought him to the doctors and they always say it will pass, there is not much you can do.
We have a humidifier in his room, we elevated his mattress with a pillow, and we have been sucking the boogers out of his nose (yes I did just say boogers) When I got home from work he seemed to have been feeling a little better. He was in a good mood, and not overly fussy. The only thing is that I could feel him wheezing. And when he did cough it did not sound good at all. He ate his normal cereal for breakfast and dinner, but he had not really eaten well in between. (once I thought about it it made since though, his nose was stuffed so he could not nurse very well.) He even slept fairly well.
But when he woke up he was all congested again, and his cough sounded awful. He also wanted to go back to sleep at 8 am after getting up at 630. I just knew there was something wrong so I called the doctor and got him an appointment.
Sure enough he was wheezing when we got there (the last few times when we got to the doctor he sounded fine) So right away the doctor had him take a breathing treatment...which he hated!! He cried and screamed and fought it. But after it he sounded a little better.
So we were sent home with a machine and the meds and a diagnosis of RSV. That night when we got home the treatment went much smoother. We ended up taking the mask off of the tubing because I think that is the part that he hated. As long as we let him hold the tubing he was almost content.
As a person I have always felt for children that were sick, but as a mother I feel so helpless. I just want to take the sickness away from him. Make it so that he can great easier, and feel better. Guess all I can do is give him his treatments, and cuddle him!
New Job
Well I found a new job. It met all of the criteria I was looking for.
It is part time, I only work 3 days a week, it is very close to home (15 minutes) and I work every weekend.
Going back to work was alot harder than I thought it would be. First it really took a toll on me. I get up and most days I am at work by 4 am. My husband drops Jonny off with my uncle, and when I get out at 9 or 10 I go and pick him up. Most days I am able to get a short nap in while Jonny naps, but other days it is hard. Either because Jonny does not nap, or because I have things that I need to get done before he wakes up.
The first day that I had to be to work at 4 AM was really hard for me. It was the first day that I would not be there to get him out of the crib and say good morning when he woke up. It took all the strength I had at 2:30 in the morning not to go into his room, scoop him up and hug and kiss him. I was able to muster up the strength not to go in mostly because I knew my husband would be very upset if I woke Jonny up that early in the morning.
So I went to work, and as soon at 6:30 rolled around I had to call home and see how everything was (of course everything was fine.)
The worst has been that Jonny is sick. Sunday I woke up to go to work, and Jonny woke up coughing really bad. I felt so bad and I really wanted to stay home with him and cuddle him. My poor husband, I thought for sure he was going to pull his hair out. He has never really had to deal with Jonny when he was cranky or fussy. He is usually able to hand him off to me.
It is however nice to have a little extra money, and by extra I just mean money to be able to pay all of the bills, and groceries, and not have to worry about not having enough money for the pay period.
It is part time, I only work 3 days a week, it is very close to home (15 minutes) and I work every weekend.
Going back to work was alot harder than I thought it would be. First it really took a toll on me. I get up and most days I am at work by 4 am. My husband drops Jonny off with my uncle, and when I get out at 9 or 10 I go and pick him up. Most days I am able to get a short nap in while Jonny naps, but other days it is hard. Either because Jonny does not nap, or because I have things that I need to get done before he wakes up.
The first day that I had to be to work at 4 AM was really hard for me. It was the first day that I would not be there to get him out of the crib and say good morning when he woke up. It took all the strength I had at 2:30 in the morning not to go into his room, scoop him up and hug and kiss him. I was able to muster up the strength not to go in mostly because I knew my husband would be very upset if I woke Jonny up that early in the morning.
So I went to work, and as soon at 6:30 rolled around I had to call home and see how everything was (of course everything was fine.)
The worst has been that Jonny is sick. Sunday I woke up to go to work, and Jonny woke up coughing really bad. I felt so bad and I really wanted to stay home with him and cuddle him. My poor husband, I thought for sure he was going to pull his hair out. He has never really had to deal with Jonny when he was cranky or fussy. He is usually able to hand him off to me.
It is however nice to have a little extra money, and by extra I just mean money to be able to pay all of the bills, and groceries, and not have to worry about not having enough money for the pay period.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Time to go back to work
Well Almost. Since Jonny was about 2 months old I have been looking for work, however there were a few requirements that I was looking for.
I will work Saturday and Sundays 4am-11am and one other day during the week. It could not be more perfect (well except for the pay) Jonny will be home with the hubby on the weekends, and hubby can drop him off on his way to work the other morning with my Nana and Uncle.
I was really anxious about getting a job because I didn't want to be away from Jonny, but I am actually at peace with getting this job. I won't be away from him all that much, as he will be sleeping for quite a bit of the time that I will be working, and the hubby or family will be able to watch him, so I will not need to get day care.
So Thursday morning I will wake up early, and I will go to work. Again I will be able to contribute to the family.
- Has to be part time
- Has to have weekend hours
- Has to be close to home
- No more than 3 days a week
I will work Saturday and Sundays 4am-11am and one other day during the week. It could not be more perfect (well except for the pay) Jonny will be home with the hubby on the weekends, and hubby can drop him off on his way to work the other morning with my Nana and Uncle.
I was really anxious about getting a job because I didn't want to be away from Jonny, but I am actually at peace with getting this job. I won't be away from him all that much, as he will be sleeping for quite a bit of the time that I will be working, and the hubby or family will be able to watch him, so I will not need to get day care.
So Thursday morning I will wake up early, and I will go to work. Again I will be able to contribute to the family.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Dear Jonny
Dear Jonny,
It is so true when people say that you don't know unconditional love until you have your own child. You are already 5 months old. Last month all in one day you started to roll over, had some "solid" food, and you started to try and blow raspberries. I am so happy that you already are growing into a little man, but it makes me sad that you are growing up.
In just a month, you are now able to blow raspberries, you roll over some (not much though as you are very content just laying on the floor playing with your toys) When we prop you up, you are able to sit up and just look around.
You love to just look and take the world in. Sometimes you are able to stare off and just observe the things around you for quite a while. You absolutely love animals, and light up every time the dog or cat come into the room.
Every morning when I go into your room to get you out of the crib you break out into a huge smile, and you melt my heart. I am so in love with you, and you are only 5 months old. Just 5 months ago it was just Daddy and I, and now we just could not imagine our lives without you.
Growing up is inevitable, so the only thing I can do, is make sure that learn good values, and that you have good morals. Everything I do now, I do for you. You help me to push forward everyday. To try and make myself, my marriage, and your world better.
Love you lots little man.
Love Mommy
It is so true when people say that you don't know unconditional love until you have your own child. You are already 5 months old. Last month all in one day you started to roll over, had some "solid" food, and you started to try and blow raspberries. I am so happy that you already are growing into a little man, but it makes me sad that you are growing up.
In just a month, you are now able to blow raspberries, you roll over some (not much though as you are very content just laying on the floor playing with your toys) When we prop you up, you are able to sit up and just look around.
You love to just look and take the world in. Sometimes you are able to stare off and just observe the things around you for quite a while. You absolutely love animals, and light up every time the dog or cat come into the room.
Every morning when I go into your room to get you out of the crib you break out into a huge smile, and you melt my heart. I am so in love with you, and you are only 5 months old. Just 5 months ago it was just Daddy and I, and now we just could not imagine our lives without you.
Growing up is inevitable, so the only thing I can do, is make sure that learn good values, and that you have good morals. Everything I do now, I do for you. You help me to push forward everyday. To try and make myself, my marriage, and your world better.
Love you lots little man.
Love Mommy
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Men vs Women when it comes to being sick.
Why is it that expectations are completely different for men and women when they are sick?
A man's world comes to a complete stop when he is sick!! All you hear is "Ughhh I am sooooooo sick" or "Ughhh I can't move" or even "Ughh I am so sick and tired" as well as the moans and groan which are the worse because you know that they are fishing for sympathy.
I feel bad because I know what its like to be sick However, when I am sick I am expected to still be able to function. I am expected to take care of myself, juggle changing the baby's diaper and making it to the toilet before I throw up. As I said I do feel bad when my husband is sick, however I just can't find it in me to show any sympathy for him.
When my husband is sick, he is glued to the couch, chair, or bed and he doesn't move unless it is to make it to the bathroom. When I am sick, I have to take care of myself, take care of the baby, have food out for dinner that night, and clean the laundry that I have thrown up on.
I only bring this up because my husband got sick today. I was doing good, being nice, and understanding, BUT then I got sick. Started losing fluids from both ends. Come 9:30 Hubby was in bed, and I was taking care of the baby waiting for him to go to bed. I have also thrown up once since. Here I sit not feeling well, and through our paper thin walls I can hear him snoring away. Sweet dreams hunny!
That is the end of my rant about that for now. Ask me in the morning and it may be a different story.
A man's world comes to a complete stop when he is sick!! All you hear is "Ughhh I am sooooooo sick" or "Ughhh I can't move" or even "Ughh I am so sick and tired" as well as the moans and groan which are the worse because you know that they are fishing for sympathy.
I feel bad because I know what its like to be sick However, when I am sick I am expected to still be able to function. I am expected to take care of myself, juggle changing the baby's diaper and making it to the toilet before I throw up. As I said I do feel bad when my husband is sick, however I just can't find it in me to show any sympathy for him.
When my husband is sick, he is glued to the couch, chair, or bed and he doesn't move unless it is to make it to the bathroom. When I am sick, I have to take care of myself, take care of the baby, have food out for dinner that night, and clean the laundry that I have thrown up on.
I only bring this up because my husband got sick today. I was doing good, being nice, and understanding, BUT then I got sick. Started losing fluids from both ends. Come 9:30 Hubby was in bed, and I was taking care of the baby waiting for him to go to bed. I have also thrown up once since. Here I sit not feeling well, and through our paper thin walls I can hear him snoring away. Sweet dreams hunny!
That is the end of my rant about that for now. Ask me in the morning and it may be a different story.
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